It’s Aha man
Cool
(clears throat)
Cool, hehe
Here we go
Hol’ on

If I rock a cross then Jesus gon’ be missing
I tried to tell em but they wouldn’t listen
They rather argue and form they opinions
They start conversations I started a business
I ain’t get mad I just went to the kitchen
I got straight to working my wrist got to whipping
Now every song I put out finger lickin’
Shout out to my critics, hol’ on
If I rock a cross then Jesus gon’ be missing
I just keep it raw I don’t do no religion
Much is required to whom much is given
I stood in the rain like I’m with New Edition
If I’m not Jordan I gotta be Pippin
Can’t stop me from scoring I play my position
It’s me vs me I don’t see competition
I stick to the scrip and I stick to the mission
Now Wanda is livid cause they don’t have vision
They only serve God when it serves their ambition
Hand on the Bible can’t tell you no fiction
Not here to make friends don’t do politicking
I’m Free Barabbas but know for fact that they rather see me locked up deep in a prison
They let me in through the back I ain’t pay no admission I’m still in the cut like incision
Let me get em
Coach need to sit em
I can’t show no pity
They all gon be victims
Fake a disease and they all showing symptoms
So keep my distance I’m hater resistant
I think success is the greatest repellent
Just watch what they do and ignore what they tell you
Watch all the people who come with the winning but cherish the ones who gon’ stick through the failure
Seem like they all just got something to sell ya
Don’t let em catch ya don’t let em Odell ya
Vroom on the gas
Never look back
Don’t get attached
Stay on your track
They not real they cartoon animated
I keep telling the truth and they hate it
Flip the table they pimping the Savior
But don’t look at me cause I’m not gonna save ya
Flew to LA and met up with Ruffy he said apple fritter is new favorite flavor
Me and Diesel off in the Mercedes got no where to be but we zoom like we racing
I can tell that they not really artist they start watching me and their pen gets to tracing
Used to hate it but now I embrace it
It confirms that I am not basic
I thank God for this world he created
I can see through the paper it’s all laminated
I’m tryna God for who he is and not as a stepping stool to help me make it
I know they gonna paint me as a villain
I’m just gon’ take it to the chin Crimson
They ain’t got passion fake Mel Gibson, hol’ on
If I rock a cross then Jesus gon’ be missing
I tried to tell em but they wouldn’t listen
They rather argue and form they opinions
They start conversations I started a business
I ain’t get mad I just went to the kitchen
I got straight to working my wrist got to whipping
Now every song I put out finger lickin’
Shout out to my critics, hol’ on
If I rock a cross then Jesus gon’ be missing
I just keep it raw I don’t do no religion
Much is required to whom much is given
I stood in the rain like I’m with New Edition
If I’m not Jordan I gotta be Pippin
Can’t stop me from scoring I play my position
It’s me vs me I don’t see competition
I stick to the scrip and I stick to the mission
Now Wanda is livid cause they don’t have vision
They only serve God when it serves their ambition
Hand on the Bible can’t tell you no fiction
Not here to make friends don’t do politicking
I’m Free Barabbas but know for fact that they rather see me locked up deep in a prison
They let me in through the back I ain’t pay no admission I’m still in the cut like incision